_Alaric's POV_I was deep in thought when Beta Thorian burst into my chambers, his face pale and his eyes wide with concern. I could feel his nervousness and I wondered what kind of bad news he had brought.“Prince Alaric,” Thorian began, his voice tight with worry, “something terrible has happened. Many werewolves in the city have suddenly fallen ill. The symptoms… they’re severe.”I didn’t need to hear more. Without a word, I pushed past him, heading for the meeting room. Thorian followed closely behind, his footsteps echoing mine as we made our way through the castle corridors. My mind raced with questions. What could have caused this? Had the last plague returned? And if so, why now?When we reached the meeting room, it was already filled with anxious faces. Several wolf doctors and senior officials were waiting for me. The tension in the room was palpable, and I could feel the weight of their fear pressing down on me.“Report,” I commanded, my voice steady, though my heart was po
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